Realizing he and his companions might have fallen into a trap laid by Cui Zhi, Wang Yuan sprung up from the ground with a leap.
"This Penglai Immortal Mountain is clearly the domain of the ’dicine Immortal Sect’ of Peach God Tao.
The Heavenly chanism Mirror actually wants to steal that extraordinary-looking elixir right under the nose of the Scaleless Young Master, a Yellow Seal Strange Immortal...
This is the real calamity that concerns my life and death!
If I fail, it’s my calamity; if I succeed, it’s the calamity of the ’dicine Immortal Sect.’ It’s the sa old formula, the sa old taste."
Indeed.
Although the Dragon Girl Qingyan in the mirror was as beautiful as ever, Wang Yuan could see.
Even though his aunt is a tenacious Azure Dragon, having lost her dragon scale armor—that contained most of her Taoist ability—and after fifteen years of imprisonnt.
Her aura had beco as thin as smoke, teetering on the brink of exhaustion, so fragile it seed a careless touch might completely dissolve her into foam in the sea.
To rescue her alive, indeed, no ordinary treasure would suffice.
My family just happens to be in need of dicine, and the nearby dicine Immortal Sect just happens to have it.
Heavenly chanism Mirror: Arranged!
Completely correct.
There may be more than one treasure dicine capable of saving Qingyan, but this one from Penglai Immortal Mountain is undoubtedly the most likely to be successfully acquired.
"That Mr. Wufeng, Cui Zhi, practices military skills, and it is clear he’s not a disciple of a sect, but very likely is an external force fostered by the ’dicine Immortal Sect.’
I knew his Black Flag Soldiers were surely capable of surrounding and killing a Yin God, but they are a bit lacking as a little tribulation for .
Turns out they’ve been waiting for here.
I’m afraid the order to surround and kill Big Cousin earlier was not Mr. Wufeng’s own idea, but rather it ca from the ’dicine Immortal Sect’ behind him.
We’ve practically invited ourselves in."
Wang Yuan’s ordeal began when Xing’er received a summon from Killing Temple, and the imdiate fuse was the impending assassination of Big Cousin, Zhou Jinhuan.
After setting out to sea, they encountered one event after another: the stirring of tribulation energy by the "Weird·rmaid," the assassination attempt on Zhou Jinhuan, and the ambush set by Cui Zhi...
Now, having connected all these events, Wang Yuan finally had a mont of clarity—the root of the calamity lay with the ’dicine Immortal Sect’ behind Mr. Wufeng!
Having understood the causes and effects, Wang Yuan imdiately hid the easily recognized Zhou Jinhuan and Tang He, whom many on the island surely knew, within the Deceit Market.
He was just about to slip away with Huang Wu, to gather information and prepare for their next move before coming back for the heist.
Suddenly.
Wuwuwu...
A cold wind burst forth behind him, and two ghastly Demons, leading a group of sinister-faced Yin Soldiers and Yin Generals, stepped out of the Yin Road.
Realizing that this group of evil beings were quick to react, with protector Yin Soldiers patrolling the entire island, and that they were hot on his trail just after his arrival,
Wang Yuan’s eyes grew fierce; he was ready to deal with these pursuers before making his escape when he heard the two behind him call out:
"Fellow disciple ahead, please halt!
We’ve just received a ssage from Mr. Wufeng on the island, saying that foreign enemies might have landed, and the Fog-Locking River Formation has been triggered. Have you seen any outsiders?"
’Fellow disciple?’
Surprised by this unexpected address, Wang Yuan nearly wrenched his back and turned his head to look with so bewildernt.
The two n, one tall and thin and the other short and plump, appeared much like the stereotype of ascetic monks.
Their bodies were covered with tattoos of vicious Evil Ghosts, their necks adorned with skull necklaces the size of fists, and their waists embellished with Yin Soldiers Talismans made from human bones.
Compared to Wang Yuan, the "Taoist Master" of Yin Mountain, these thin and fat monks seed to be the real practitioners of the Ghost Path.
What struck him as even more peculiar was that these two n carried an aura eerily familiar to him, one that seed to share so origin with the Earthly Que Golden Book.
Given the conspicuous Tiger-Faced Dragon King tattoo on Wang Yuan’s back, it’s no wonder they mistook him as one of their sect mbers in a rush.
However, before Wang Yuan could organize his thoughts and decide how to reply,
The two had already shifted their gaze to Huang Wu, who was holding hands with him, and their eyes suddenly shot out foot-long green lights, murmuring,
"Luck Dao, Luck Dao! Who would have thought such a pri Spirit Ghost exists in this world?!
Perfectly refined form, pure and clean aura, with not a trace of ghostly qi—instead, hints of Taiyin Moonlight are faintly visible. If it weren’t for us practitioners of the Ghost Path, I fear no one would realize she is a Ghost Body.
If we could refine such a Spirit Ghost into our Five Organs Temple and absorb her Spirit chanism and Spiritual Essence, our advancent to the Yin God realm might indeed be just around the corner!"
Their eyes turned to the young ghost girl with boundless greed and malice, no longer caring if the young man next to her was their fellow disciple or not.
To make sacrifices to promote one’s own abundance has been a tradition in the sects since ancient tis.
In a blink of an eye, the beach beca overwheld with sinister winds.
In the depths of both pupils of the fat and thin monks, a faint green Spirit Light flared, resembling flickering Ghost Fires.
A closer look would reveal that within the Ghost Fire of their left eye was a suffering female ghost being tornted by flas,
In their right eye’s pupil, however, was a Ghost Baby no more than a few months old.
Although these two ghosts, one big and one small, could not make any sound, they still conveyed a clear sense of their anguish, wrath, and malice towards all things in this world.
Even Wang Yuan, a Ghost Taoist, couldn’t help but feel a chill run down his spine.
These two clearly practiced the most resentful form of ghost art, the "Mother and Child Ghosts"!
Mother and child with pure yin were the raw materials, tortured by the cruelest ans until death, then separated by curses to never see each other again, even face to face.
This separation intensified their resentnt; their ghost bodies beca more twisted, and their power grew stronger.
Killing and soul stealing, they were unstoppable!
The thin and fat monks looked at Wang Yuan and spoke simultaneously, but it sounded like five or six people were speaking together:
"Junior brother, the heavenly spirit and earth essence belong to those with virtue. Why don’t you let us take care of your spirit ghost? Ha ha ha..."
As soon as they finished speaking, the sky above began to dim.
The Yin Soldiers and Yin Generals following them slowly raised their weapons.
Such insignificant creatures didn’t even have the right to anger Wang Yuan. He rely shook his head:
"I was thinking of drawing so words out of you, why rush to seek death?"
Roar—!
A terrifying tiger roar emanated from within him.
Instantly, a sacred and majestic "White Tiger Seal" lit up on his forehead, and a huge tiger head phantom, comparable to a small hill, erged behind him.
"What..."
Before they could finish their expression of disbelief, the thin and fat monks and the Yin Soldiers and Generals behind them all "thump" fell to their knees in unison.
They couldn’t even lift their heads to look directly at Wang Yuan, much less make a move against him.
Those who were showing off in front of experts probably understood their feelings at that mont best.
The next instant.
The Ghost Baby leaped out from Wang Yuan’s body. Its head swelled explosively, and with one bite, the group vanished without a trace, leaving a deep crater in the ground.
At the sa ti, the mories of the two evil creatures flowed through the depths of Wang Yuan’s heart.
"A branch of ’dicine Immortal Sect’ called ’Five Organs Temple’? It possesses a ’Five Organs Ghost Breeding Technique’ with so connection to my ’Yin Mountain Taoism’..."
Wang Yuan took out a White Jade Scroll he had seized from Master Ge, caressing it thoughtfully.
The knowledge possessed by the "Peach God Tao", which originated from West King Holy Mother, included the Undying Elixir, at Body Longevity, Flesh Grafting, and Flat Peach Banquet, among others.
The "dicine Immortal Sect", excelling in dicine refinent, was considered one of the major schools within the Peach God Tao, established as far back as Emperor Mu’s era.
The first owner of the White Jade Scroll in Wang Yuan’s hand was Emperor Mu, who had intimate relations with the West King Holy Mother; the second was Zaofu, founder of the "dicine Immortal Sect" (Chapter 86).
Emperor Mu was also the first owner of the "Small Book of Life and Death"; it was normal for the "dicine Immortal Sect" to possess so scattered Ghost Taoism inheritance from the book.
However, this "Five Organs Ghost Breeding Technique" had been altered beyond recognition by soone.
It appeared similar on the surface, but its core was different, having strayed from the noble "Yin Official" system and fully fallen into the Evil Path!
The cultivation thod was cruel and harmful, detrintal to the harmony of heaven: Five strong spirit ghosts with innate talent were refined into the five organs according to the five elents of tal, wood, water, fire, and earth, nourished daily with the drinking of human blood.
The stronger the five spirit ghosts, the higher the Magician’s Taoist Ability.
If the cultivation was sufficient, they could even reach the realm of "Yellow Seal", powerful enough to dominate for a ti.
But more likely, before becoming a Mage, the practitioners would be consud by the Fierce Ghosts they nurtured.
Ding ding ding...
Just as Wang Yuan was coming out of the thin and fat monks’ mories, a long warning bell sounded across the island.
With Lady Peach Fairy present, Wang Yuan had long been aware that every disciple of the "Peach God Tao" had their own "Lifebound Peach".
The accidental fall of any disciple would naturally alert the others on the island.
But after acquiring the mories of the two, Wang Yuan did not rush to escape.
"Crackling" his joints, he altered his appearance slightly, opened the "Small Book of Life and Death", and after the biography of its owner Wang Qianshan, lightly wiped again.
With the accrued "Yin Morality" dropping back to four digits, a new line of text slowly appeared.
——The owner Bing, Lu Renjia, Peach God Tao, true disciple of the Five Organs Temple...
Many disciples of the "Five Organs Temple" suddenly had new mories inserted into their minds.
At the sa ti.
Deep within Penglai Mountain, in a Peach Garden, a Lifebound Peach, identical in appearance and bearing the na "Lu Renjia", rapidly grew on a peach tree bearing the sign of the "Five Organs Temple".
At this mont, even if the West King Holy Mother ca in person, she would likely suspect her own failing mory rather than the authenticity of this "Lifebound Peach".
Wang Yuan recalled the little female ghost, and casually lay on the ground, clasping his chest and moaning in pain.
The next mont.
A chilling consciousness descended abruptly, and an icy, smooth voice arose beside Wang Yuan’s ear:
"A disciple from the ’Five Organs Temple’? What a bunch of losers, two killed by outsiders in an instant.
Cui Zhi will arrive at the outer seas shortly. Let him handle the pursuit of the thieves; you all need not bother anymore.
’The Banquet of Thousand Elders’ is about to start, so get going if you’re not dead!"
Wang Yuan’s heart skipped a beat; this was the very voice he had heard after bombarding the statue of Shan Jun!
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